Cassandra Nikephoros
Keeper of Scrolls, Guardian of Alexandria's Lost Fire
I carried the fire of knowledge through the flames.
My life was ink and scroll, the quiet hush of the scriptorium. I knew the pulse of Heron’s machines, the poetry of pistons and gears. When the fire came, I did not run for the philosophers—I ran for the future. I wrapped it in cloth and carried it home.
What I'm Into: ink-stained fingers, Heron's machines, my children's laughter, the cedar chest, the scent of Alexandria
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